Story Behind The Song

I was thinking what if the story of Bonnie and Clyde was updated.

Lyrics

Bonnie and Clyde

Heads don't know and damn sure ain't ready what would you do to be a
self made celebrity
whoa black Betty I know you party grown grown and sexy but your minds barely legal even with the fake ID
easily impressed by Kardashian reality
A dollar and a dream don't make your thirsty ass wealthy
Back stabbing besties living with your family always got a sob story for
daddy on the ready
Sleeping all day at night she moves through the city boosting Balenziaga, flashing natural double D's
Baby got back in every party she'd
attract dudes ready with the party
favors and the yack
Hands in the sky freak flag on
the fly twisted off a line Mos def
super high
Umi said shine your light the world will do you rite but work is for the tight so you
live ride or die
My my my what do hungry eyes spy
a pretty fly guy the kind that
wild girls like
lust at first sight the way Bonnie met
Clyde I got that chapter and verse reserved for the flip side

Dreams ain't cheap ya gotta fake it
while you creep play the roll, lie, cheat take what you need
Dreams ain't cheap ya gotta fake it while you creep what would you do to be a
self made celebrity

Hustling shaking up the block making cream the product sells itself collecting
Gs every week
Respect is a given when you living cash money making power moves born from
a lifetime of deceit
Pops ran out before you even learned
to speak mom is a fiend cop a plea
use, repeat
Gangsters move in silence watch your back don't sleep keep one eye open is
the way you beat the heat
Sleeping all day at night he moves
through the city coordinating Louie with the luxury SUV
six degrees separate civilians from OG's so you walk free an clear and let ya
man hold the heat
Popping bottles in the club velvet rope, V.I.P. getting lit with models who
impress easily
Conversation is contrived getting bored
with the vibe fit ta bounce like minds drive by the spot light
My my my what do hungry eyes spy
a pretty fly girl the kind that
wild guys like
lust at first sight the way Clyde met
Bonnie ready for the world but the world wasn't ready

Dreams ain't cheap ya gotta fake it
while you creep play the roll, lie, cheat take what you need
Dreams ain't cheap ya gotta fake it while you creep what would you do to be a
self made celebrity

Damn you fine was the opening line the feeling was mutual then he scooped
her from behind
Time passed fast as the two were intertwined united by a mutual love affair with committing crime
He introduced her to the life respect
the gun conceal the knife the smokes hydroponic the Yayo's on consign
Keep your soldiers inline or niggas will
rob you blind protect your rep at all cost
and you can ride in plain sight
When a snitch dropped dime wild eyes reclined bussing off shots from the passengers side
Bullseye three times to the head neck and spine spine all thanks to the flash of the monogramed nine
was it the power over life as she watched a man die or the adrenaline rush with her man by her side
When her soul turned ice love smiled
with his eyes hey miss stick with me
I'll make you famous
cash rules everything if you wanna live well so they planned a bank heist that would tip the scales
This is a cautionary tale before the dynasty fell of how Bonnie met Clyde
on the road to hell

Dreams ain't cheap ya gotta fake it
while you creep play the roll, lie, cheat take what you need
Dreams ain't cheap ya gotta fake it while you creep what would you do to be a
self made celebrity